Romans & histoires Real Life Harem

But the harem seems like the best idea. I moved with my gun behind me, my mask was still intact. I stepped into the huge mansion, I just need to find the harem. I was almost down the hall way when I began to hear loud moans. The harem was definitely close by, I smirked when I got to the end of the hallway. The moans was louder this time. I pushed the left door with my feet. I cringed, the women here were all naked and they were being fucked by some of the soldiers. Mateo should have been here to see this. He ordered this soldiers to keep his territory safe, but they were here keeping the pussy of his whores safe, interesting.

“With all due respect, Luna, these reforms would make us nothing more than stud animals. The Harem has always been about more than just reproduction.” Riley watched Sabrina’s face carefully, noting the slight tightening around her eyes. She was preparing for battle. “The Harem has also been about death,” she replied, her voice steady. “Seventeen men in the last twenty years across allied packs. All recorded as accidents or honourable duels.” The room fell silent. Riley could hear his own heartbeat thundering in his ears. “Those were isolated incidents,” Elder Marcus insisted, though his voice lacked conviction. “Were they?” Sabrina’s gaze swept across the assembled males. “How many of you ha

It only confirmed my suspicion more of this 'Kate' in this world. She...---I mean 'Kate' whom body I was using too and have a hundred percent similarities towards my old self in my original world, except for having a lot of husbands that I can basically call it—a harem. Yeah, Kate got a harem, and when I am in this body, isn't it mine to think now? I got a harem. "..." I went silent. Because? It is just so funny for me. But... The little bit of smile that suddenly climbed up in the corner of my lips was pushed down once again as I remembered my confirmation.

“But don’t think he won’t try to seduce you.” She cleared her throat and fussed with the veggie tray. “I should warn you, when a man sleeps with a woman it’s the same as marriage here. A Haunt can mate only once, and once the body fluids mix…” She raised her hands in defeat. “Like it or not, you bed him, you wed him.” Andrea squinted in confusion. “And how many wives does he have?” The thought of joining a harem repulsed her, not that it would come to that.

" This system is an idiot! How come it can add 0? The mission for asking help is nothing! There is no reward! But 0 Immortal Points! When Luis Park looked afar he gawked. This? What is this? Is this the habitats of Elves? Goiropah? What really is this world! What he saw were these magical trees. They lit up because it was already sundown. Of course, he looked again at these new friends he got. "Ah!" He felt his suit getting ripped. 'Ah...I already have a wife but...will nayna permit it? Since she knew my dream I think she would permit me!' "This is a real Harem!" He muttered as he became a captive. When the 4 of them got into the borders. Many beautiful women entangled them.

Did they really want me to stay here with them? Wouldn’t I be in the way? My parents were discreet when cavorting around in the bedroom, but speaking from experience, harem sex was anything but. I would hear things. Awful things. Grunts, groans, and the creaking of bedsprings. Gruesome images would etch into my brain and remain there forever. If the senior Mr. Bennetts were anything like their sons, that’s exactly what I would hear.

“Do you want him dead?” “No.” She sighed. “And Valerie? How is she?” “She became part of a harem of a rich male omega. He’s letting rejected females into his harem.” “To be his breeder?” She asked. “As long as he doesn’t violate them and the females seem to be into him.” He shrugged. “Polygamy isn’t a crime. He married five of them.” “Oh, I wasn’t surprised.” “He’s rich, so…” He shrugged. “It’s in their tradition~~whatsoever.”

What have I just done? A harsh, bitter laugh escaped me as I threw my phone onto the bed. Oh, this is going to be a fucking disaster. Because, of course, why not toss a fake relationship into the mix? Just add it to the wonderful combination of a broken marriage, a hypocritical husband, and a mistress who is probably upstairs right now getting comforted while my husband says he is sorry for being such an asshole. How completely perfect.

*​​Harper* Three months. That’s how long it’s been since my life became a balancing act between love, ambition, and enough sexual pleasure to power a reality show. I’m basically the poster child for chaos, except now it comes with a wardrobe upgrade and a much better skincare routine. Unfortunately, it hasn’t come with a bigger closet.